People jump in the air. Martin walks with a group of people on the London Bridge in London, England. Chrissie stares at the city while she stands on Waterloo Bridge. Two thirtysomething men stand a carriage by a skyscraper and watch people walk on the sidewalk.
Chrissie walks on the sidewalk. She glances at the Temple Bar dragon statue. Martin checks his watch and walks into a building. Carrying his umbrella, he takes the stairs and opens the door of an office. Chrissie follows behind him and closes the door.
The building disappears and becomes a mountainous. She sees Martin and other people chopping into the mountain, lined up in a row. She surveys the men as she walks on the top of the area. They wipe sweat off their faces. Some of the men jump into the air again.
Chrissie Hynde takes her khakis out of the washer and hangs them in the room. She had decided on a navy blue blouse. Picking up the alarm clock, she sets the timer for 6:00 a.m. She couldn’t remember the last time she woke up at that time. Maybe high school? Or a day trip? She packs up her lunch and puts it in the refrigerator. If she didn’t do it now, she’ll end up scrambling for something in the morning.
Hynde walks into the office and asks the receptionist for directions to the human resource department. The receptionist tells her it’s to the left. The thirtysomething woman shakes her hand and says she has some paperwork for her to fill out. Chrissie says she doesn’t some information on her. The thirtysomething woman says it’ fine and she can bring it back tomorrow.
She sits at her desk and reads the instructions for the telephone. She presses four numbers. An person answers with their name. She says she’s sorry and hangs up. Her manager says hello and tells her she’ll be in training. As she passes by the desks, the manager explains everyone gets along while the people work in their cubicles. People avoid looking or give her a disdainful glance. She finds a chair and listens to her trainer on the phone tell she can’t go the meeting today. Her trainer turns around with a sigh and tells her she has to get her materials together. Chrissie continues to sit as her trainer makes copies by the printer.
Director: N/A Year: 1982